[Comprehensive British and American] Enthusiastic villains save the earth

He and Bruce Wayne shared a fulfilling evening, sitting around the fireplace, as Bruce Wayne introduced him to the obscure case files and shared some of his own thoughts on these historical unsolved cases.If there were no previous tragedies in the Wayne family, he might have become a prosecutor with excellent investigative skills.

Although Garhold sometimes can't keep up with his thinking, it doesn't prevent him from being very interested in this interesting puzzle-solving activity.It's just that the night is getting dark, and Bruce's "night shift" job is waiting for him. Galhold didn't intend to stop him. He said good night to Alfred and Bruce tactfully, and returned to Alfred Prepare your own guest room to rest.

After confirming that Garhold had entered the room, Bruce came to the underground Batcave alone. He changed into the Batman uniform, stepped on the motorcycle chariot, and started today's night patrol.He still has some important things to check tonight.

One of the hooligans in the surveillance video that he has been looking for in the past few days is making trouble outside a bar in Gotham. Batman will not miss this gift that comes to his door.Batman caught the bastard just as he finished his mischief and sneaked into the alley to escape.

The little gangster only felt a dizzy spin and severe pain from his stomach and face.He was knocked to the ground by a pitch-black shadow.Without much skill, he immediately curled up and surrendered: "I was wrong!! Don't kill me!!"

Batman lifted him into the air, pulled his collar, and a pair of fierce blue eyes under the eye sockets painted black with black paint made the gangster beg for mercy in fright.

"About the night spirits, you have met them, what have you encountered, tell me!" Batman's low and dark voice made the little gangster shake his body, he covered his swollen right cheek with his hands, and said bitterly : "I said! I said! I and a group of people wanted to rob the night spirit trader, and then the real night spirit appeared!"

Batman didn't let go of his hand. He knew that this man might know more than that. Seeing that he didn't let go, but pulled him even tighter, the gangster said in a panic, "What I said is true, Ye Ling Will protect those traders, those Eidolons really are everywhere."

"Who sent you there?"

"No one sent us, we just want to see how much money the night spirits can get from the trader!" The little gangster looked at Batman with erratic eyes. Batman has excellent lie detection skills, and he can see what the man is saying at a glance. Panicked, he threw the man to the ground, raised his leg and stepped on the man's face with his heavy combat boots, threatening as if he was going to crush the man's head, "I want to listen to the truth."

"No—no! It's the Penguin—it's what the Penguin wants us to do!! He wants the Eidolon's resource supply chain!! He sent us to grab it!!" Faced with the threat of death, it was obvious that the boss's message It doesn't matter anymore, the man almost cried and yelled.

"Thank you." Batman kicked him up after he finished speaking, kicking the man unconscious on the ground.He has obtained two pieces of very useful information, that the night spirit traders have special protection, and that the penguin force is trying to attack the night spirit.

Batman will not stop the dog-eat-dog behavior of these underground organizations, but he will definitely send the leaders of these underground organizations to prison together.

But tonight's situation changed a little bit. James Gordon, an old police officer with some prestige in the Gotham Police Department, approached him. When he was about to leave after handling a robbery, Officer Gordon stopped him. he.

They met each other in a dark alley. Bruce Wayne had known Gordon a long time ago, but this did not mean that Batman knew each other. Obviously Gordon had goodwill and affection for the masked vigilante, and he did not immediately He drew his gun, but stared at the man in front of him with a mask showing only the lower half of his face and said, "I think we need to talk, Batman."

No one knew what the two of them were talking about, but when the next night came, almost half of Gotham could see the giant bat pattern imprinted on the clouds.This night, Gotham's masked guardians officially declared their sovereignty.

Those on the other side who have been busy studying Garhold have rarely slept so peacefully.When he woke up the next morning, Alfred was serving breakfast to the table for him.

"Good morning, Master Garhold." Alfred greeted him with a smile on his face, "Master Bruce is still resting, just call me if you need anything."

Garhold nodded knowingly. Batman, who has been patrolling intensively all night, really needs some rest. After all, he was an ordinary person before being Batman.Garhold walked to the dining table and sat down. Alfred prepared a hearty breakfast and a glass of milk for him.

Garhold looked at the milk on the table as if he was facing an enemy, and asked with twitching corners of his mouth, "This...is supposed to be for Bruce?"

"It's for you, Master Garhold." Alfred was still smiling, but Garhold saw an undeniable expression on his face for some reason. "I'll prepare another cup for Master Bruce later."

"..." Garhold looked at Alfred who was staring at him, raised the glass cowardly, closed his eyes tightly and poured down the milk in the glass.

"It's good for your body. As far as I know, you often stay up late to do research." Alfred said like an old father, "You also need some nutrition."

After breakfast, Bruce Wayne still didn't wake up. Garhold knew he would probably sleep until noon, so he said goodbye to Alfred: "I still have to go back to Gotham University to take classes, so I won't be Don't bother me more!"

"Be careful on the road, Master Garhold." Alfred said goodbye to him. He watched Garhold leave the manor, went back to the room and looked at Bruce who was still resting, and sighed helplessly.

Galhold actually didn't have any important courses today. His grade points and credits were the highest in the department. After all, his talent in learning was astonishingly good, but he still needed to take some elective courses.

Psychology has always been a regular course in his electives, and Galhold has a good impression of the psychology professor who gave him an A.Most of the content of his class is practical psychology, and there is little theoretical content, so it is always the easiest to get feedback from students in class.

Especially when Garhold knew that the professor had also made achievements in the field of chemistry, he became more interested in this professor.Since ancient times, biochemistry has not been separated. In Garhold's view, both chemistry and biology are of great value to his research on the technology of the Orokin Empire.

Although there is no biotechnology in this world that can achieve immortality like the Orojin Empire, Garhold has to learn this knowledge.In fact, he already planned to apply for a postgraduate examination related to the field of biology after graduating from university.

Jonathan Klein, a professor of psychology, was also very impressed with Garhold. For three consecutive years, the boy took his own psychology courses, and the boy even came to ask him about biochemistry when he knew that he was also a professor of chemistry. relevant knowledge.

He enjoyed the feeling of being revered by his students, and he almost regarded Garhold as his own disciple.

His attainments in psychology are extremely high, and his biology is equally strong. Not only can he teach Garhold some knowledge of life science, but he also has his own unique insights into the operation of various medical devices.He was an excellent medical doctor, and the only thing that made Garhold uncomfortable was that his learned teacher was not limited to experimenting on animals.

More than once, Garhold asked Jonathan Klein some questions in private, and Jonathan Klein would express regret that he could not conduct experiments on humans, otherwise there would be clearer experimental results.

Garhold was very disgusted with this idea. After all, his armor was created by his enemies using human beings as experimental subjects. These armors not only brought eternal pain to the original owner of the body, but also became a bondage in the body. The shackles on Tian Nuo.No one wants to be rebel and savior from the beginning, and neither is the Tenno and their armor.

Out of politeness, Garhold did not directly state this matter, but Jonathan Klein mistakenly thought that Garhold's silence was his approval. He began to mistakenly think that Garhold was someone who could understand his ideas and support him. A truly intelligent student of experimentation.

His attitude towards Garhold was much warmer than the other students.He also loves Garhold more than any student.

So one day after the psychology class ended, Jonathan Klein sent an invitation to Galhold to visit his latest research results in his laboratory.

Galhold's attitude towards Jonathan Klein is very ambiguous. Although Jonathan Klein's profound knowledge Garhold respects him very much, he does not agree with his experimental attitude at all.But after all, he was a teacher in his own school, and he felt that he should give the teacher some face, so Garhold agreed to his invitation.

When the two came to the laboratory, the entire laboratory was quiet and there was no one. Garhold frowned and muttered to himself: "Is the treatment given to professors by the school so bad? As a professor, why even Not even an assistant?"

"Come on, classmate Garhold, these are the medicines I have recently researched." Jonathan Klein walked in front of him, and took out a big white mouse that was alive and kicking from an incubator beside the table.

He took out the needle and sucked some medicine, grabbed the back of the mouse's neck and injected it into the mouse.

"This is a new type of drug that I have developed. It can amplify certain emotions of intelligent creatures. I have experimented on mice, rabbits, and even gorillas, but the effect is not particularly obvious." Jonathan Ke Ryan seemed a little disappointed and continued. He put the mice that had been injected with the drug into the observation box, and also put the mice that had not been injected together for a control experiment.

Garhold watched the rats in the box. After a while, the injected rats began to behave strangely.

It started to scratch its own hair, screamed harshly, and fled around the observation box helplessly, as if something was chasing it, and then it met the mouse that hadn't done any experiments.

The next moment, Garhold's brows furrowed.The mouse that had been injected with the drug started to attack the other mouse in a frenzy. The two mice quickly fought together, and the entire observation box was covered by the blood stains spurted out by the bites of the two mice.

"Mr. Klein, maybe the potion failed?" Garhold asked uncertainly, but he turned his head. The laboratory was empty. Jonathan Klein was not in the laboratory, and the door of the laboratory was closed.

"Mr. Klein? Are you there?" Garhold's eyebrows twitched. His perennial vigilance on the battlefield made him feel that danger was approaching.

"How is it? Classmate Garhold, is my experiment perfect?" Jonathan Klein's voice came from under the table next to the observation box with a smile.Garhold walked over and pulled a communicator from under the table.

"This is not funny, sir, what are you doing?" Garhold retreated to the corner without a trace, he leaned against the wall and asked loudly.

"I'm asking you, is my experiment perfect!" Jonathan Klein interrupted his question angrily, "Did your main subject teacher teach you to answer questions with questions!"

"...Forgive me for not understanding yet, what kind of potion is this experiment, sir." The alarm bell in Garhold's heart was loud, and the transmission in his heart called Ordis to enter the standby state.

"This is my latest research, the fear experiment, to test the control of fear by intelligent creatures." Jonathan Klein's voice sounded very satisfied, "I think you are a suitable assistant, I believe you can understand My ideas and experiments, am I right?"

"Forgive me for not seeing any merit in this experiment." Garhold said with a frown.

"Are you the same as those board members who don't know good and bad? I thought you had experienced it, so you would understand this feeling better. It seems that I was wrong, and you are not the assistant I am looking for." Jonathan Klein's tone It sounded regretful, but not angry, "It's okay, I will let you experience that feeling again, maybe you will understand my experiment after this."

"What are you going to do?" Garhold realized the crisis, he walked to the door against the base of the wall, and the door of the room was locked as expected.He observed the layout of the room, no matter where it looked, it didn't look like there was an escape exit.

"Son, I want you to help me complete the whole experiment." Garhold heard Jonathan Klein's voice became strange, and he realized that something had happened to him, and this mutation had already occurred.

Jonathan Klein's voice became Garhold's own voice, and he heard his own voice echoing in his ears, saying about the experiment, "This will let you see what you are most afraid of, I will make this experiment It's called the "fear experiment", how about it, I evaporated this medicine into a gas to facilitate transmission, maybe you have already begun to feel it."

Garhold covered his mouth and squatted down to hold his breath. He could no longer inhale the air in this room, but the effect of the medicine had obviously begun to take effect, and some strange sounds began to be heard in his ears. His eyes became blurred and his head began to ache.

Jonathan Klein stood in the monitoring room, watching Garhold squatting down and covering his mouth and nose, and silently turned on the video recorder. He wanted to record this precious experimental video.

The author has something to say:

Gal, an excellent trap for insane asylum patients (what)